<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:24:46.310-08:00</updated><category term='coep'/><category term='module'/><category term='happy'/><category term='dravid&apos;s interview'/><category term='personal'/><category term='joomla'/><category term='infosys'/><category term='bug'/><category term='yuvraj&apos;s sixes'/><category term='tnp'/><title type='text'>Gobi's Place</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-5716467135976524454</id><published>2010-06-26T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T09:56:06.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back... Engineering... Electrical Vivas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;9.31 pm... Still have not brushed my teeth... Sad it is. But yes. Sitting in front of a computer which was disassembled a few minutes before... as we are about to leave this place. Nothing is in place here. Anand and Sabi have already packed things in and I am in no mood to do it. Hoping that my maid will come tomorrow and will help me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Things can change so quickly in life. Let it be... the song I am listening to. &lt;div&gt;And the tempo is all set to write a post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to leave this place. Same feelings as I had while leaving hostel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So going back... Some confessions! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recalling... what had happened on the day of viva in first year. Electrical labs. Sayli teacher. (correct me if she was not Sayli. Moti thi wo ek.) I was the first guy who had to undergo court marshal every time when there used to be a viva. First roll number in the batch. 25. And more importantly I had got just 7 out of 40 in written tests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went in. I didn't know that we were there for viva. When we came to know it, I also got to understand that I didn't even have the journal. I had some other subjects journal with me. I think even (Sukh Dukh ka sathi :) ) Abhinit didn't had it. I called up Shreyash to get it from my flat for me. Cool. Still going cool. He came. Got it. Time to complete it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had seen people drawing big complicated graphs and discussing that they couldn't get it correct for a few graphs. Happy people making me feel tensed. How was I going to draw them? I took the ruler and drew lines and then marked points around them. I always felt these journals never get checked. Who has time to look into what is inside the journal. Just needed to make white pages appear blue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't complete all of them. (Actually didn't complete all of them thinking of reduced chances of getting caught for drawing wrong graphs. Also, I would tell teacher before hand that I couldn't complete a few of them so that she will think I am sincere to some extent. Cool! Brains!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, went inside. Kept the journal aside feeling that teacher won't look at it. To my surprise she picked it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I : Umm... Madam, I couldn't complete all of them. I didn't know there is a viva scheduled today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She: Hmm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I: (She actually started looking inside it. No! Stop it!) (And now she found that I tried to fool her.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She: What is this? Are these graphs? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I: (Madam, who told you to look inside?) Yes, yes madam. Umm... No. Confessions... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She: (Cool she was. Kept her temper. Saved me. ) So, tell me what should I ask you about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I: (Lag gayi! What kind of question this is! I was shocked. I tried to recall. But couldn't think of any!)umm.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She: Any subject, that you are well prepared for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I: Umm... (Anything related to electrical. ) And my answer was... Resistors! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She: What!!! Galiya di hogi!!! ;-) Something out of what we studied in labs and not in 10th standard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I: (yayaya... ) Big confession! Madam, I don't remember anything. I couldn't study. Please pass me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She: She asked me 10th std questions and left me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I: Yessssss... I was so happy. But outside, people gathered, specially I remember Poorva asking questions about what happened inside. I threw random answers at them. They asked me about the journal. I don't remember what I replied. Answering them was more difficult than viva. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this was it. I made it through. In theory, as I had got 7 out of 40 I needed 34 out of 60 in the final exam. Paper was set very tough. After coming out I remember someone among toppers said to me, "Arey mera E (or D) nahi nikalta tu toh bhul hi ja..." But I did make it in that paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that is the most difficult subject I have ever taken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That black coloured book. Scary! Cannot forget that front page though not the authors name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats it. Didn't write about me being very irregular here! Need to improve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-5716467135976524454?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/5716467135976524454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=5716467135976524454' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/5716467135976524454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/5716467135976524454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2010/06/looking-back-engineering-electrical.html' title='Looking back... Engineering... Electrical Vivas...'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-5572816965791596593</id><published>2010-03-16T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T23:59:03.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dada! Come back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Had a very sad night yesterday and the bad days are back... as knights made a very poor show against team who have their outfits of shit like colour and with the captain whom I hate the most...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am confused... Very disappointed... and just not able to concentrate. Knights how can you loose so badly. Dada! I couldn't sleep well yesterday night. I wanted Knights to win desperately against THAT CHEAP DHONI who can't even play a single good cricketing shot. Helicopter sala! I can get rid of this sadness only when Knights bounce back on 20th against RR. And if they don't then I won't let anything happen to me which can make me happy till the time they win. I am waiting Knights. Please don't let me down. Dada! I am missing your six which you hit coming down the pitch. Oh Dada! Come back! For me! I am sad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-5572816965791596593?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/5572816965791596593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=5572816965791596593' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/5572816965791596593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/5572816965791596593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2010/03/dada-come-back.html' title='Dada! Come back!'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-8088350021581638143</id><published>2010-01-18T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T03:49:44.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some jokes... cracked at my workplace</title><content type='html'>{Crap: Confused I am today! Just don't know what I want to do exactly. 11.20 pm. I have been thinking a lot these days and just not getting my thoughts to work. It makes me feel a little sad. Low on concentration. My new year resolution of earning 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lakhs&lt;/span&gt; apart from the salary I get looks like a sinking ship. I want to turn that ship into a submarine.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between my manager who is one of the best guys to work with cracked lot many worth noting jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taking a power nap and he saw me and said...&lt;br /&gt;"Tu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ratri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chowkidari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;karto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;?" ("Are you a night watchman?") I couldn't stop laughing. His sense of humor makes all of us feel very comfortable. He talks sense in his jokes. He inspires me to work a lot harder. He always points me in the right direction through his jokes. And that is what the managerial skills are all about. If you can make a person understand what you want to say without making him feel bad then you can win the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more conversation:&lt;br /&gt;I had an accident a few days ago. I hit a truck which was not even moving... a standing truck!&lt;br /&gt;My manager came to me and ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mngr&lt;/span&gt;: What happened?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I was not looking ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mngr&lt;/span&gt;: So how was the girl?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No...(and he interrupted...)! (If that would have been the case I wouldn't have felt that bad for hitting a standing truck!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mngr&lt;/span&gt;: No? Okay, so she was not that good! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;... So I should tell this to your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No! I wanted to say there was not any girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mngr&lt;/span&gt;: Is that truck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wala&lt;/span&gt; safe?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Mngr&lt;/span&gt;: Were you wearing a helmet?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mngr&lt;/span&gt;: You should have been. It limits your vision. It's difficult to see the girl on your left or right when you are wearing a helmet. You see what is in front of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Lot many like these. I am just loving my work and the team. More about my team very soon. I feel, we are the best team to work with at least in my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Anuprit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-8088350021581638143?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/8088350021581638143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=8088350021581638143' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8088350021581638143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8088350021581638143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-jokes-cracked-at-my-workplace.html' title='Some jokes... cracked at my workplace'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-4355539521381074818</id><published>2009-12-07T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:51:56.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Engineering... Teen bandra Do... Story 2</title><content type='html'>This is a recent one... &lt;div&gt;We (Nishant and I) were in Mumbai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(CRAP: Zaheer and Bhajji wrapped up test match in less than an hour on DAY 5. Sad for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then for the whole day we were roaming in Mumbai. Visited Leopold and worli-bandra sea link. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grey market and nariman point and all crap places(like JUHU which I felt is no more a beach but a Kumbh Ka Mela... worst beach I've ever seen. Mean it!) which now I have started hating.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was around 10 PM. We were at a station. I asked for 3 tickets at the counter for Bandra. He smiled. I didn't get that. I asked him again he was still smiling. I asked again I want 3 tickets for Bandra. Same response. I asked him why are you smiling? No reply from him. Then I realized the thing! No! We were at bandra only! Shya! Crap! I just don' know how such things happen. Yes, but it just makes things interesting. Has has k pagal ho gaye hum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun! Big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-4355539521381074818?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/4355539521381074818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=4355539521381074818' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/4355539521381074818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/4355539521381074818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-engineering-teen-bandra-do-story-2.html' title='Post Engineering... Teen bandra Do... Story 2'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-6536990789742493856</id><published>2009-10-12T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:02:18.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go... Go Charlie! Go! You have to! 10 ka 76!</title><content type='html'>Did lot many things in between but didn't get time to write down. But this thing cannot get a miss! Just cannot! What a day! What a day! @ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nanoli&lt;/span&gt; Stud Racecourse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pune&lt;/span&gt;! What a day I had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CRAP - Okay... and yes this post which is not under the Engineering series doesn't mean that, that series has ended. Lot many things from Engineering are going to be here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on... What happened there... It was Oktoberfest... For the first time in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pune&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to be at the place. Went there. Had got a invitational pass(Please don't ask how did I get it). As usual, didn't had anyone to accompany me. (Probably, this is because I end up doing the most silly things in the world which people don't like OR ...)&lt;br /&gt;Had done enough research before going there as I didn't want to look foolish about the terms and stuff about racing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQhAh5SZFI/AAAAAAAABsg/nUCX93HQXd0/s1600-h/IMG_4137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQhAh5SZFI/AAAAAAAABsg/nUCX93HQXd0/s400/IMG_4137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391970946851693650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 (The Nanoli Stud Pune)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQiTR7oc5I/AAAAAAAABsw/GaUI0V1mnt0/s1600-h/IMG_4109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQiTR7oc5I/AAAAAAAABsw/GaUI0V1mnt0/s400/IMG_4109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391972368495702930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;So getting on the day... 9 races were going to kick off one after another at an interval of half an hour...&lt;br /&gt;I tried to analyze things for first three races. And couldn't stop myself from betting from 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; race onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQhy4yTwRI/AAAAAAAABso/J_j2OhJhq0Q/s1600-h/IMG_4101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQhy4yTwRI/AAAAAAAABso/J_j2OhJhq0Q/s400/IMG_4101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391971811989897490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQjaGg_6HI/AAAAAAAABtA/jeRRrRNaxh8/s1600-h/IMG_4124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQjaGg_6HI/AAAAAAAABtA/jeRRrRNaxh8/s400/IMG_4124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391973585201916018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  (A German band performing there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4st race... Bet for 100... Lost it... My friend(whom I met at the racecourse) told me to bet on horse number 7 out of 12 horses. Lost it! My horse came 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; when I had bet PLACE(which means if my horse comes in first three places I will get some money). Sad! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jhatka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; race... Didn't listen to anyone and bet for PLACE again... on horse number 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;... Made it... Won some money there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; race...WANTED to Bet on 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;, 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;... for PLACE but mistakenly purchased ticket for WIN... which means that I will get money only if these horses come first. I mean any one of them. Lost it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; race... Lost it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; race... Won some 10 Rs. Almost no profit no loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and the last... Was getting worried! I was in loss! Big loss! Big in the sense big for a first time betting guy.&lt;br /&gt;I was in touch with my friend there, who was betting there for so many years, for almost every race! For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;9th&lt;/span&gt; race I was feeling down with confidence. I asked him for a opinion. I knew that 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; number horse was favorite. He told me to bet on 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; only. I felt... lets do that... As I had lost my opinion under consecutive losses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the ticket for 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; number horse. It's name was "Walking Tall - 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Number." Race was about to begin. Before the race starts all the horses come in front and take a walk and then go to start place. Somehow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;MERA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;DIL&lt;/span&gt; BOLA... when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;saw&lt;/span&gt; 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; numbered horse... Name-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Generallismo&lt;/span&gt;... was going to WIN! Everyone around me bet for 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; number. Bets were in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lakhs&lt;/span&gt; and thousands. But I had read in my homework...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It's the OPINION which makes you RICH and POOR!"&lt;/span&gt; I decided to purchase another ticket. I decided to go with my OPINION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Race begun... 12 horses... 1 winner...&lt;br /&gt;Positions...&lt;br /&gt;1st position: 4&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Position: 11&lt;br /&gt;3rd Position: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positions after some time:&lt;br /&gt;1st---- 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;---- 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd---- 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my horse... that is 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; numbered - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Generallismo&lt;/span&gt; was on 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; position before 200-300 metres to the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;I was down!&lt;br /&gt;Knew that I had lost it. Though I had a ticket of 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; horse too but was unhappy that I was wrong!&lt;br /&gt;And there... the table broke from in between of the top and bottom! My Charlie... I called him charlie...(as GO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;GENERALLISMO&lt;/span&gt;! Go! sounds bad!) I was calling him charlie. My Charlie broke the table from in between! He was at 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; position before 200-300 metres and he finished 1st!!! Baby 1st! Charlie 1st! Hooper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't believe my LUCK! No one there, absolutely no one bet on him!&lt;br /&gt;His rate was 10:76. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had place a WIN on him out of 12 horses.&lt;/span&gt; What a end to the day!&lt;br /&gt;As was my first day out there had placed just 10rs. on the last bet. That was a little sad part but got 76 for that 10 rs. Worth anything(most of the ;)) in the world! What a end! Damn HAPPY I was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how... when you cheer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;dil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;khatein&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; agar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;kisi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;chees&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;dil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;chaho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;toh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;puri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;kayanat&lt;/span&gt; use &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;JITANE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;koshish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;mein&lt;/span&gt; lag &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;jati&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And happened something similar to that. From 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; it came 1st! Was like all other horses wanted to loose! Cheers! This is what is LUCK! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;Aazma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LUCK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Aazma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Let your balls out roar! --- the outcome of the day! the day which reminded me of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;Kaminey&lt;/span&gt;! Lets see if I won big bets out of this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHOTA shortcut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQi4oefn9I/AAAAAAAABs4/sm_oG8JJ-vI/s1600-h/IMG_4130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQi4oefn9I/AAAAAAAABs4/sm_oG8JJ-vI/s400/IMG_4130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391973010202664914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  (The Winner Generallismo! My Charlie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQj-gA1kbI/AAAAAAAABtI/GgoJyRNmUso/s1600-h/IMG_4131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQj-gA1kbI/AAAAAAAABtI/GgoJyRNmUso/s400/IMG_4131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391974210521633202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  (Final Positions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQkeyJC75I/AAAAAAAABtQ/NMe_YrYePd4/s1600-h/IMG_4132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQkeyJC75I/AAAAAAAABtQ/NMe_YrYePd4/s400/IMG_4132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391974765143715730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  (Can you see 10:76 under Horse Number 2?)&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! and lots and lots of love for all of you...&lt;br /&gt;Wish you Happy Diwali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From.... Gobi's Place... Living a Reel Like Real Life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-6536990789742493856?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/6536990789742493856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=6536990789742493856' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6536990789742493856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6536990789742493856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/10/go-go-charlie-go-you-have-to-10-ka-76.html' title='Go... Go Charlie! Go! You have to! 10 ka 76!'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/StQhAh5SZFI/AAAAAAAABsg/nUCX93HQXd0/s72-c/IMG_4137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-6404669179765522082</id><published>2009-08-30T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:30:17.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing "Rangeen" life to... "Reel Like Real Life"</title><content type='html'>Lot many things going on here and I am just not able to keep track of them here.&lt;br /&gt;But I just want to take this chance to write about a To Do List as I will be getting my first Pagar(inspired from Harsh... the word Pagar for Salary) tomorrow. Watched Kaminey yesterday which was in To Do List but realizing that won't be able to make it on that day, had to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Do List:&lt;br /&gt;1. Marine Drive&lt;br /&gt;2. Cafe Leopold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;3. Iskon at 5 AM&lt;br /&gt;4. Golf&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Chocolate Story&lt;br /&gt;6. Shopping which involves getting a Big Baggy T - Shirt&lt;br /&gt;7. Disc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;8. Jazz By The Bay&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Birdy's cake&lt;br /&gt;10. Worli - Bandra Sea Link visit&lt;br /&gt;11. Cannot mention over here.&lt;br /&gt;12. Biggest of all of these but cannot write it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how many of these work out. There is one hurdle... which is official and will be deciding my future so need to concentrate over that too. In between realized that it's not just money but you need to know how to spend that! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how, I am...&lt;br /&gt;Changing "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rangeen&lt;/span&gt;" life to... "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reel Like Real Life&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-6404669179765522082?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/6404669179765522082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=6404669179765522082' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6404669179765522082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6404669179765522082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/08/changing-rangeen-life-to-reel-like-real.html' title='Changing &quot;Rangeen&quot; life to... &quot;Reel Like Real Life&quot;'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-3985586738345490918</id><published>2009-08-08T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:50:08.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>@ Rav and Rags: After going to US, don't forget US!</title><content type='html'>Hello again...&lt;br /&gt;(Crap! Just cut this if you are busy. I am back from a big break! The only reason being Internet Access from a place where you can blog. I did had Internet access but you just cannot blog from a cafe or a public place. Its, 10.49 AM here and I am having a great time here. Going through some confusion of which songs to listen to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I am clueless about what to write here. As two dear friends Rav and Rags have already left India I am remembering this day...&lt;br /&gt;That was his(Rav's) day and we did it in STYHTLE... I think just a photograph is enough to get the idea of it... the idea of YELLOW Day dedicated to Ravi. And if you are from my college you should know the significance of Yellow Day when it comes to Ravi. ;) ;) This may be a censored photo but it best describes the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sn5f9Gd3kqI/AAAAAAAABaM/8cbYIYgObmA/s1600-h/IMG_2817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sn5f9Gd3kqI/AAAAAAAABaM/8cbYIYgObmA/s400/IMG_2817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367833309184758434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best wishes to both Pataya RAV and Scholar RAGS...&lt;br /&gt;After going to US, don't forget US! (I hope you have the brain to understand what I want to say.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-3985586738345490918?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/3985586738345490918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=3985586738345490918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/3985586738345490918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/3985586738345490918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/08/rav-and-rags-after-going-to-us-dont.html' title='@ Rav and Rags: After going to US, don&apos;t forget US!'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sn5f9Gd3kqI/AAAAAAAABaM/8cbYIYgObmA/s72-c/IMG_2817.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-8920952139667413203</id><published>2009-06-28T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:32:25.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joomla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='module'/><title type='text'>Happy Moment...</title><content type='html'>(This should be boring! I will advice you not to read. This is just to keep a note. If you want something good to read go to the previous post.) ;)&lt;br /&gt;Writing this post at 4.06 A.M. just to say that I think I should be the happiest man right now in this world as I fix up some bugs,which I desperately wanted to, in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Joomla&lt;/span&gt; module and a component. I had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;joomla&lt;/span&gt; component which had bugs which were introduced into it by the owners just to disappoint those who get it for free. These people provide support and fix those bugs only if you have paid for that module/component. I cannot tell you how I am feeling right now after doing something which makes me happy and just a got a chance to prove myself that I am still good at piracy. ;) The big break from computers comes to an end, finally!&lt;br /&gt;Wrapping up by saying... I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Joomla&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-8920952139667413203?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/8920952139667413203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=8920952139667413203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8920952139667413203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8920952139667413203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-moment.html' title='Happy Moment...'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-1918020408667881482</id><published>2009-06-24T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:21:30.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineering Story 11: Get out of traffic policeman's hands for FREE!</title><content type='html'>Writing this post at 1.28 AM...&lt;br /&gt;This one is about how you can get out of a traffic policeman's hands for free!! Just a trick which may or may not work. It has worked for me 2 times and failed for 3-4 times. Around 33.33% accuracy. Just to tell you that I am one of the most bothered person by traffic police. Almost everyone in CORE Pune area has caught me for different reasons and these days you can see me having informal discussions with these people, just for passing time on the signal. Really!!&lt;br /&gt;Getting out of all this, I am taking you to the point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witness: Ankit Shah (if you know him, can confirm about this story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I was in the second year(and which was the happiest time in my life) of engineering. Ankit's parents sent his Scooty Pep over train transport from his hometown. We(Ankit and I) went to collect it at Pune station. We completed the formalities and asked them for vehicle. To our surprise, that man there asked for some extra money as he had got the vehicle down from the train to warehouse. Ankit was very kind to him and gave him some 50 - 100 bucks. Okay... Cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              We went out walking with scooty in our hands as the petrol tank was empty which is a rule before you send it off for transportation. At the gate, the policeman stopped us. He asked us to show if the petrol tank is empty or not. He checked it out and said that it's not empty.&lt;br /&gt;We started laughing at each other and (maan me bole) "Abe toh kya phokat hath me la rahe the gaddi!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked into the tank and saw that there is a very little amount of petrol in it which cannot be removed using a pump. You just cannot remove it, we said to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied, pay the fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember the exact amount he asked us to pay but it was out of a &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;common man's&lt;/span&gt; reach. What if we didn't pay it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: Go to court and get into the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We: Hmm... Kuch ho nahi sakta? thoda kam karo na SIR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: Thik hain... Give me 100 rupees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ankit: De diye... de diye!! (Mai dekhta hi rah gaya!) (At this time I started moving my cellphone around the policeman, and made sure that he can see that, but not completely!!(you will get to know why not completely))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: Aage se aisa mat karna. (Take care from next time....Crap!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took out the moped from there, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;UNHAPPIELY&lt;/span&gt;. To take out a vechile out of station we gave some 200 rupees. Aisehi!! Kasa kaay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to Ankit, "Tu ruk yahan... I will be back... (I made sure that we have travelled enough distance from station.)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the policeman. And I read his name little loudly and said, "Hmm... Ingulkar(his surname)... I will see you!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: Nothing. I will see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: Arey kya hua?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: Nothing! You will get to know '&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;kya hua&lt;/span&gt;' very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: Ae bhai bata toh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: I have taken video shooting of what happened here in my cell phone.(And I started walking away from there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: (he started following me...) SIR(he he... I was happy to hear that as we had called him SIR a few moments ago!), arey ruko toh jara! We can settle the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: Nahi it's okay! I will take care of it. (Mann me... what settle... return us the money, moron.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started walking very fast. To my surprise he was following me! I reached where Ankit was standing. He came there and... and... and... &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;USNE MERE DIL KI BAAT BOL DI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: Aapka paisa wapas lelo. Par ye tape ka kuch mat karo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: I was SO happy to hear this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ankit: Arey nahi nahi... Ye thoda garam dimag ka aadmi hain... tension mat lo aap... paise nahi hona...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: (Mann me) KYA!!! bol raha tha Ankit. (He said I am short tempered! kab se yaar!! Thik hain bola toh bola and to add to it "Paise nahi hona...!!!")&lt;br /&gt;I could not stand by this and said to the policeman... "Paise?? Do... wapas..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: Le lo bhai...&lt;br /&gt;(And he did gave it back!!!)&lt;br /&gt;He he he he... I was the happiest man for saving Ankit's money...&lt;br /&gt;While going back from there... I said to Ankit, "Ooye... Aadhe paise idhar de... ;) "&lt;br /&gt;he said, "le le..."&lt;br /&gt;(Waise i didn't take money from Ankit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is so great in this story? Where is the climax??&lt;br /&gt;Here goes the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;CLIMAX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;To your surprise, I never had a CAMERA in my cell phone!! Now, can you believe this?? But if you know me well, I have purchased 4-5 mobiles and never had a camera in any of them.&lt;br /&gt;And this also explains the reason why I was not showing the policeman my mobile while acting like I was shooting.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this procedure was successful on one more occasion with a traffic police. And was unsuccessful some other times policeman saying, "Ja... karle jo karna hain..." ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it out sometime, (if you don't have anything great to do), if you succeed let me know. Remember, you have to be good at dialog deliveries and facial expressions. Act well. See how I made him ran behind me though I wanted to talk to him... It's important to get your money back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lot many other incidents, but don't want to add to this post. Check out for the next one to know what question you can ask traffic police officers to embarrass them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From... Gobi's place... Just a part of my &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;RANGEEN&lt;/span&gt; life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-1918020408667881482?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/1918020408667881482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=1918020408667881482' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/1918020408667881482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/1918020408667881482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/06/engineering-story-11-get-out-of-traffic.html' title='Engineering Story 11: Get out of traffic policeman&apos;s hands for FREE!'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-7580609940145381801</id><published>2009-06-07T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:37:29.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tnp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infosys'/><title type='text'>Engineering Story 10: Infosys - Time aaya tha par GHADI nahi! ;)</title><content type='html'>Alright,&lt;br /&gt;so here goes the new story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infosys(somehow) gifted me a TITAN wrist watch...as a Diwali gift...&lt;br /&gt;I got it from placement department of my college...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a friend of mine...who was placed in Infosys. I asked him if he had collected the gift from placement department.&lt;br /&gt;He said, "What gift?"&lt;br /&gt;I said, "You don't know? A TITAN watch dude. Go fast and collect it. It is waiting for you."&lt;br /&gt;He was very happy to hea this and said, "Thanks a lot for telling me this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told everyone about this. I was surprised that hardly anyone knew about it.&lt;br /&gt;But I kept on spreading the message.&lt;br /&gt;One day Nishikant got to know about this. He had some friends who were placed in Infosys. He told them about this. They just couldn't believe this. But, when I showed them the watch they were very happy to see it.&lt;br /&gt;Another friend of mine Jinson who is a TNP representative also got to knew about this. He also started telling people about this. (Come on... we had to tell everyone about this. As, I wanted every Infosys guy to go to TNP office and take the watch.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... this message was spread all over my college's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;. I got to know that people were disappointed when they were going to claim their gift. One day Nishikant saw some people outside TNP office. One of his friend was saying,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Aaj toh mai TNP office se watch lekar hi jaunga!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuch aur log bol rahe the... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"TNP office ne watches daba li!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claims were made that TNP department is currupt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sources said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seven people of Instumentation depatment went to TNP in a group and came back disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;People were coming to me and were making sure that I have a watch. Then they were again going back to TNP depatment to claim their gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAAZ KI BAAT: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You just learnt how a rumour is spread!&lt;/span&gt; ;) Infosys never sent such a gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From where did I get the watch then??? --- I had got it from my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the teacher there in TNP department said,(information from internal sources.)  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Why these guys are coming for watches? Should I check it with infosys?" LOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say thanks to everyone who were part of this rumour knowingly and unknowingly!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to do this... But I had to...&lt;br /&gt;As I had nothing great to do those days and was getting bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a good time reading this.&lt;br /&gt;Bbye...&lt;br /&gt;From Gobi's Space - Just a part of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RANGEEN&lt;/span&gt; life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-7580609940145381801?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/7580609940145381801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=7580609940145381801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/7580609940145381801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/7580609940145381801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/02/engineering-story-10-infosys-time-aaya.html' title='Engineering Story 10: Infosys - Time aaya tha par GHADI nahi! ;)'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-7726758580975175220</id><published>2009-05-20T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:08:52.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy is Ending!</title><content type='html'>This is post is for KKR and for me as well. (If you are bored and looking for something good then don't read this as this post is just to make a not of a few things. It's going to be boring for you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KKR ends up with a win against Rajasthan ruling them out of race for semis. Makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;@ Shahrukh Khan: Our team is going as per your dialogs. "Happy is Ending!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling it's more happy as I will be going home tomorrow as my engineering studies come to an end. The reason for which I am more than happy is that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will be staying for more than seven days for the first time at home after four years of my studies in Pune&lt;/span&gt;. My minimum was some 14 hours stay where I take 12-13 hours to reach my place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stopping here...&lt;br /&gt;from Gobi's Place... just a part of my RANGEEN life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-7726758580975175220?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/7726758580975175220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=7726758580975175220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/7726758580975175220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/7726758580975175220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-is-ending.html' title='Happy is Ending!'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-9218152115367149452</id><published>2009-05-18T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:12:57.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sports teaches you how to loose but not to become a looser!"</title><content type='html'>I am happy! I am very happy! The most awaited win has come and that too against Dhoni. I have to call it against Dhoni as when India wins people say, Dhoni won.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, though Dhoni is an all time rival. We will dedicate a post to him later.&lt;br /&gt;But the reason I am so happy is that my team won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part of post which was in draft...&lt;br /&gt;"I am thoda sad. But I still have belief in them. I still have faith in them. Game is not about winning but it's about having belief. And you can win till want to win. So, at least I am not going to loose the hope to win. And loosing! It's just a part of some bad luck... may be your stars are not happy with you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my team has proved the above lines... they haven't let me down!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, just want to make this post a little short... as tomorrow I have to go to Mumbai and have to catch the train at 4AM... I have 3 n half hours left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dialogs for KKR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sports teaches how to loose but not to become a looser!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The person who never loose is the person who never tries!" (Thanks to Nishikant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When going gets tough, the tough gets going!" (Thanks to Raghav)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id=":2aa"&gt;@Shahrukh:"Haar Kar jeetne wale ko hi Bazzigar kehte hain!" (Thanks to Sumit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"If you want to know the real champions of IPL 2 just invert the table(points table)..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kolkata Knight Riders... Just a part of my RANGEEN life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-9218152115367149452?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/9218152115367149452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=9218152115367149452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/9218152115367149452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/9218152115367149452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/05/sports-teaches-you-how-to-loose-but-not.html' title='&quot;Sports teaches you how to loose but not to become a looser!&quot;'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-4798940082936708065</id><published>2009-05-03T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:07:05.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineering Story 9 (Good) Luck By Chance : Google your name everyday!</title><content type='html'>After a series of defeats of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kolkata&lt;/span&gt; Night Riders I have something to make me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Right now my status message is: &lt;span id=":26y"&gt;@&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KKR&lt;/span&gt; : I have faith in you, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SRK&lt;/span&gt; may have lost it! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, lets get on to our main topic.&lt;br /&gt;I have to call something(PICT concepts 09) as HOPELESS... I generally don't loose my head but today I have!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to a place called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PIRUNGUTE&lt;/span&gt;... Minister(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mantri&lt;/span&gt;) knows what was there.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wahan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kuch&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bhi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tha&lt;/span&gt;... Still I am not able to figure out the reason why it was chosen as a place for night out! Later about it.) I said to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Akash&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Yaar&lt;/span&gt;, PICT me 2 n half days waste &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kiye&lt;/span&gt;. They didn't even tell us the results."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id=":26y"&gt;To give you some background of what is this about... We had participated in a project competition at PICT Concepts 09 which was held on 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of March. For some reasons we couldn't attend prize distributions ceremony. Those were some of the worse two and half days of my life as we(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Shaizeen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Saurabh&lt;/span&gt; and me) had to be there for the whole day and tell anyone who was coming there about out project. That was more of a science fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... So, we didn't get to know result of this competition for one and half months. We called the organizers so many times, our HOD called PICT principle, we sent our friends there but didn't get to know. They said we will call you and so on... gave reasons that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":26y"&gt; they don't have list of winners and all. They didn't even display results on their website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;... this is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;scenario&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I have a habit of googling my name - "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Anuprit&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;I made a google search as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Anuprit&lt;/span&gt; today. Went through some results. Generally I see results on first page only. Today, somehow, I went on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIRD&lt;/span&gt; page and was surprised to see our name as 1st prize winners at Concepts 09. Great! That list was published o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":26y"&gt;n PICT website and still I am not able to find the reason why it was published there. It should have been on Concepts 09's website. And the most important thing is they didn't even bother to call up winners. Okay not a phone call but they could have sent a mail. If not even that then at least should have replied to our queries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id=":26y"&gt;Thanks to god who took me to the third page of google search as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Anuprit&lt;/span&gt;... SAVED!! My dear money!!&lt;br /&gt;@&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Shaizeen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Saurabh&lt;/span&gt; you always laugh when I google my name. See, it's important. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Here is that third page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sf4FaSQpO4I/AAAAAAAABYQ/o3Fbtxa7wgI/s1600-h/Fullscreen+capture+542009+22106+AM.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sf4FaSQpO4I/AAAAAAAABYQ/o3Fbtxa7wgI/s400/Fullscreen+capture+542009+22106+AM.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331704957989632898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id=":26y"&gt;I am feeling better now. Will be going to PICT tomorrow... straight to their principle's cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought to you by... Gobi's Place - Just a part of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;RANGEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-4798940082936708065?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/4798940082936708065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=4798940082936708065' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/4798940082936708065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/4798940082936708065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/05/engineering-story-9-pict-concepts-09-is.html' title='Engineering Story 9 (Good) Luck By Chance : Google your name everyday!'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sf4FaSQpO4I/AAAAAAAABYQ/o3Fbtxa7wgI/s72-c/Fullscreen+capture+542009+22106+AM.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-2459073196443157087</id><published>2009-04-11T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T03:04:09.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineering Story 8 : (Bad) Luck By Chance...Complete the story...</title><content type='html'>I have so many things happening around me in these last days of my engineering and this is just a part of it. I am leaving this story uncomplete for a week. You can try completing it in your comments. There are clues in the story which we couldn't catch at real time. If we would have got it at that time itself things would have been different. May be, you can... If you can get it right i'll ~gift you a iPod Touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about KoL(Kapil) ki gaddi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends from 1st year came to Naxi for his bike. Naxi did give them the keys. ( Crap: Right now I am in college and everyone else is writing their final paper. I don't have any written paper as my elective doesn't allow me to. The reason I am in college is to get the feel of last paper.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was just to tell you what is happening around. Getting back on the topic Naxi gave his bike to First Year guys. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 baje ki baat hai...&lt;br /&gt;We were going out for some snacks. We saw lot of junta gathered. To know what exactly had happened Naxi and I went in. We got to know that KoL's bike was stolen. KoL chehra dekh k bura laga thoda. (thoda hi jyada nahi haan. KoL, don't mind it!) They were searching it for an hour by that time. Matter was getting serious. We sat there for some time. Naxi sat on his bike.&lt;br /&gt;After some time we went back to our rooms.&lt;br /&gt;Can you end the story? Can you get back KoL's gaddi? There are clues in the story. Read again. Think for a while.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-2459073196443157087?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/2459073196443157087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=2459073196443157087' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/2459073196443157087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/2459073196443157087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/04/engineering-story-8-bad-luck-by.html' title='Engineering Story 8 : (Bad) Luck By Chance...Complete the story...'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-1497912674453900950</id><published>2009-04-10T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:14:45.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Khadakwasla @ 2.30 AM and some deadly PJ's</title><content type='html'>Some PJ's cracked in last two days... They are deadly... Bachke Rahna!&lt;br /&gt;1]Shaizeen said... Eat well...&lt;br /&gt;I replied... Kuaa Khau??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2]Some1 was singing "Meri Umar K NAUJAWANO..."&lt;br /&gt;Ravi said..."He is addressing to 9 soldiers of his age..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3]Shaizeen said..."sun(listen)..."&lt;br /&gt;I replied..."And what about the MOON?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4]Some1 said..."Bus yaar...bahot ho gaya..."&lt;br /&gt;I replied..."Truck yaar...bahot ho gaya..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ddd52107cc6efb2f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dddd52107cc6efb2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330141896%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F1A7B0BC246B38939BE5622117BF8BA49014F41.7377876898B906BEF289FB4A1E48F5BA85A0A567%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dddd52107cc6efb2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz0D-K6Q95NrKVanq5cXcJiPbdIg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dddd52107cc6efb2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330141896%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F1A7B0BC246B38939BE5622117BF8BA49014F41.7377876898B906BEF289FB4A1E48F5BA85A0A567%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dddd52107cc6efb2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz0D-K6Q95NrKVanq5cXcJiPbdIg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A video...Mantri and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323141686992469106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sd-ZKT5CfHI/AAAAAAAABXI/LelUWTZBfsk/s400/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knight Riders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Khadakwasla... raat ko 2.30 ko nikale the... And the bike had reached 100KM/HR. Was bloody cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323140775957186882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sd-YVSBTSUI/AAAAAAAABXA/0ixbbqBPYKE/s400/IMG_2001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ghule ne kya gunah kiya tha?? (Swapnil, Shivraj, Mandar,Mantri and Ghule(niche))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after coming back...we had POHA at a very famous POHA centre on Karve Road at 4.30AM... Anand and Kuldeep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323139211072606514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sd-W6MXvkTI/AAAAAAAABW4/rCO2xQI6XG0/s400/IMG_2014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just a part of my "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rangeen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"(coloured) life! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-1497912674453900950?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ddd52107cc6efb2f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/1497912674453900950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=1497912674453900950' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/1497912674453900950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/1497912674453900950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-went-to-khadakwasla.html' title='Khadakwasla @ 2.30 AM and some deadly PJ&apos;s'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sd-ZKT5CfHI/AAAAAAAABXI/LelUWTZBfsk/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-1175744567715505734</id><published>2009-04-04T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:40:28.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some real time jokas!</title><content type='html'>First four are blockbusters! Rest three are just yadein...&lt;br /&gt;1]&lt;br /&gt;Amit searched my camera for 10-15 minutes which I felt I forgot in my room and later on I realized that it was in my pocket !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2]&lt;br /&gt;Mantri on a call with Anand&lt;br /&gt;(When we were in Avijeet's flat searching for some clothes at 00.30 AM in morning...) -&lt;br /&gt;"Anand, kaunsa blue colur ?? "&lt;br /&gt;I said, (mann me bola yane)... Green colur ka blue colur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3]&lt;br /&gt;A teacher of mine had said some days ago that...&lt;br /&gt;"My laptop doesn,t support PDF..."&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe this...&lt;br /&gt;But to add to this... Something more unbeievable he said...&lt;br /&gt;"This projector doesn't support PDF..."&lt;br /&gt;Impossible!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4]&lt;br /&gt;Ravi cracked this one.&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi kabhi achha maar leta hai galti se... N Ravi if you are reading this post please ZAAD PE MAT CHADHNA yaar! ;)&lt;br /&gt;We went out to take thick shake. While taking it...We were standing behind Amit and Aditya. A girl was looking at Aditya...Someone said she is not looking at Aditya. She is looking at Amit's back.(just claims were made...Ok Amit? ;))...She was on our side and we could see Amit's back. Ravi said...Phir toh aaj se Amit ko BROAD PEETH (yane BACK...)....Brad Pit ka BROAD PEETH!! Impossible!! Impossible!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5]&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I won some more paisa (smwhr which again doesn't matter for me...) and here goes the snap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdfIuqMCPAI/AAAAAAAABUU/TJWerloBe-c/s1600-h/IMG_1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdfIuqMCPAI/AAAAAAAABUU/TJWerloBe-c/s400/IMG_1871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320942188685835266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am skipping few things which I will cover in the next posts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6]&lt;br /&gt;Snehal took 2 treats from us(for two competitions we won). After that We went to Snehal's ghar. Had good time there. Baat karte karte, I said, MIT has been lucky for me. I won a web weaving competition last year here. Snehal said jokingly... "Phir uski bhi treat de!!"&lt;br /&gt;A good joke that snehal cracked. Ek saal pahle kuch jita tha uski treat! Ha Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7] Not a joke... just a yaad...&lt;br /&gt;I broke my nose badly as I took a header on it while playing football. This happened because of Nishant who came in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-1175744567715505734?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/1175744567715505734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=1175744567715505734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/1175744567715505734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/1175744567715505734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-real-time-jokas.html' title='Some real time jokas!'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdfIuqMCPAI/AAAAAAAABUU/TJWerloBe-c/s72-c/IMG_1871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-8925765148009592766</id><published>2009-04-04T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:11:14.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresher's Party @ Green Park</title><content type='html'>I am just getting a feel that I should start covering what I am doing in my last days of engineering...&lt;br /&gt;These posts are not very funny. But I just fet like keeping a track...&lt;br /&gt;Some snaps from freshers party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sde9Z34xmbI/AAAAAAAABTs/MNX8ykFP5Zg/s1600-h/IMG_1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sde9Z34xmbI/AAAAAAAABTs/MNX8ykFP5Zg/s400/IMG_1632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320929736957991346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Four Musketeers - Sarang, Amit, Sabi and Me... from the C-30X league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdeptywyrhI/AAAAAAAABTk/kQcT31KI24Q/s1600-h/IMG_1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdeptywyrhI/AAAAAAAABTk/kQcT31KI24Q/s400/IMG_1606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320908088947158546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Anand...Ye Pratik kya kar raha piche??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sde-J87u4GI/AAAAAAAABT0/X6tZ2QjGlAk/s1600-h/IMG_1659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sde-J87u4GI/AAAAAAAABT0/X6tZ2QjGlAk/s400/IMG_1659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320930562946293858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gobister(Swapnil - Coolness ka Baap! Logo ka coolness ~ Chilled Water then he is the ICE! (Bad Joke! But I just want you to realize what he is.)) and Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sde_H4aH-cI/AAAAAAAABT8/_F3E6XJmRIo/s1600-h/IMG_1661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sde_H4aH-cI/AAAAAAAABT8/_F3E6XJmRIo/s400/IMG_1661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320931626883480002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Kaustubh, Sonya and Sabi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdfAhFJaQ1I/AAAAAAAABUE/WO581yfWUXI/s1600-h/IMG_1657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdfAhFJaQ1I/AAAAAAAABUE/WO581yfWUXI/s400/IMG_1657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320933159311393618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bush, Sanket, Ashish, Ashish, Prashik, Anand, Ashwin,Brother Nishant, Ranjeet...Mere Dost...Mere Bhai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdfMaZ7ZeiI/AAAAAAAABUc/lNLjMQ8qBt0/s1600-h/IMG_1675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdfMaZ7ZeiI/AAAAAAAABUc/lNLjMQ8qBt0/s400/IMG_1675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320946238770215458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amit, Hritik and Sabi - Piche&lt;br /&gt;Naxi and Nisha aage...Good snap guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdfBsb91d-I/AAAAAAAABUM/7oUlD6ic_Zs/s1600-h/IMG_1621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdfBsb91d-I/AAAAAAAABUM/7oUlD6ic_Zs/s400/IMG_1621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320934453927049186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A group photo...Final year PPL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye thi freshers... Had a good time...DJ bura tha bahot! Didn't dance much... Some more censored photos are there which I will have to keep private !! ;) ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-8925765148009592766?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/8925765148009592766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=8925765148009592766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8925765148009592766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8925765148009592766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-just-getting-feel-that-i-should.html' title='Fresher&apos;s Party @ Green Park'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/Sde9Z34xmbI/AAAAAAAABTs/MNX8ykFP5Zg/s72-c/IMG_1632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-6632625175692660518</id><published>2009-04-01T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:13:28.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paisa matters - Not the most but to a great extent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPYPLnEJCI/AAAAAAAABQ8/SrP2t4naGCM/s1600-h/paisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPYPLnEJCI/AAAAAAAABQ8/SrP2t4naGCM/s320/paisa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319833340180964386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This photo was taken after we(Saurabh, Shaizeen and I) won something somewhere(which doesn't matter for me).&lt;br /&gt;(After you read this post let me know what do you think. Answer the question right below the post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that money is everything but it is &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;almost everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आहे बरच काही पैसा म्हणजे...जरी सर्व काही नसल तरी!!&lt;br /&gt;Without Money - I will be happy!&lt;br /&gt;With Money  -Something more than happy!&lt;br /&gt;खुप खुश !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-6632625175692660518?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/6632625175692660518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=6632625175692660518' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6632625175692660518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6632625175692660518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/04/paisa-matters-not-most-but-to-great.html' title='Paisa matters - Not the most but to a great extent!'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPYPLnEJCI/AAAAAAAABQ8/SrP2t4naGCM/s72-c/paisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-8220463110681033425</id><published>2009-03-20T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:00:34.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineering Story : 6 continued...</title><content type='html'>Mantri N mere Item&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1]&lt;br /&gt;mantri bola...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meshram aur Sutaone sagge bhai hai kya bole...??&lt;br /&gt;(Bhaiya sagge bhai hote toh surname same nahi hote kya?)&lt;br /&gt;I said, yes they are. Meshram got married. (Sutaone didn't. Isliye surname alag ho gaye.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2] Doosra Item:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said Amit was choreographer in firodia.&lt;br /&gt;Mantri bola...Firodiya?? Kale badhir... Bana raha kya? wo toh ek NATAK hai...usme choreography kahan se aayi bole? (He didn't know that Firodiya has dances in it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3] Bechara Mukhopadhaya warden:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the warden. Mantri said... No No...he did...&lt;br /&gt;Mukhopadhaya K pairo me ja k gira...&lt;br /&gt;Bola..."Sir hum aapke chhote chhote bachhe hai... Please sir...Please sir... Chaabi do TV room ki... Sachin ki match hai sir... Century marne wala hai... Kuch dino baad retire hone wala sir wo... Aapke bachhe khush rahenge sir...please sir..."&lt;br /&gt;SIR DARR GAYE THE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4] Humara item - GOA mein - A HIT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got wet on a beach...yeah..COLVA beach...&lt;br /&gt;I went in changing room(that was a life saver ki tapri where I changed)... Pura ghana ANDHERA tha wahan... Kuch nahi dikh raha tha... But still (SMHOW) i changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time Mantri came. He went in the changing room. He had kept his clothes in my bag only. But pata nahi kyun he didnt find those.&lt;br /&gt;He came to me. We started searching for his pants. I felt may be I had dropped it earlier in changing room. We searched there. No O/P. Then we made around 3-4 rounds from beach to our bus searching everywhere. PPL were waiting for us. We were getting late. Kya kare ab!!&lt;br /&gt;20-25 mins had passed. Mantri tension me pura!&lt;br /&gt;He said, "kale pagal usme bahot cheeze thi... 2 mobiles, wallet..."&lt;br /&gt;I stopped him and said, "Kya??? 2 mobiles??? I think there are two mobiles in the pants that I am wearing right now!!"&lt;br /&gt;Waat...purna jagatli waat!! I was wearing his pants. We just couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5] One more ITEM - ATM card :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were planning for the GOA trip... Paisa idhar ka udhar karna chalu tha.&lt;br /&gt;To book tickets I took Akash, Mantri and mera debit card.&lt;br /&gt;Tickets wagere ho gayi book. Sab ho gaya.&lt;br /&gt;We went to GOA. Had a good time there. Came back.&lt;br /&gt;around 10-15 days after that... Mantri was looking for his ATM card.&lt;br /&gt;Toh kya... he searched everywhere in his room. Tension me phirse wo. He called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asked if I had his card. I said, "Gone mad or what? I did return you at that time only."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He said, "Hmm... Haan bole."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time I just felt like checking it once with me. I checked... Dekha toh that card was with me only!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muze pata nahi kahan se laga diya karke wapas and mantri ko wo sach bhi laga!!&lt;br /&gt;Again we couldn't stop laughing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6] Aur ek:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were lil hungry. Raat hostel ki baat hai. Maine maggie banaya...&lt;br /&gt;Khaya maggie... piya(Pani ;)...&lt;br /&gt;Thoda time baad... We felt like room temprature has increased. We could actually feel that.&lt;br /&gt;Mantri chillaya... "Kale, hot plate chalu hai...Room me aag lagayega tu toh!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Hmm... shyad lag sakti thi aag."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After just 2 minutes... We could smell like something burning. Something had catched fire. Aag lag gayi!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wo buzayi... But aag laganewala kaun tha?? Mantri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantri had kept a paper over that (very HOT) HOT plate, jo jalne lag gaya tha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just felt gald that we never shared a room. Pata nahi kya kya hota tha!!&lt;br /&gt;And again... We couldn't stop laughing! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This how my life is... Full of such ITEMS!! and I am loving it.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-8220463110681033425?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/8220463110681033425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=8220463110681033425' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8220463110681033425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8220463110681033425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/03/engineering-story-6-continued.html' title='Engineering Story : 6 continued...'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-8784087260129843422</id><published>2009-03-18T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:58:38.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineering Story 6 : Fantastic FOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/ScCyIkEiUXI/AAAAAAAABPg/_kABZ363CE8/s1600-h/IMG_1375.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(CRAP - This is a short one... as I am not getting enough time to write... I am not covering all CHOTA MOTA items from that day but a HIT one...&lt;br /&gt;Kal ki hi baat hai... Tuesday... 17th March...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a SUPERHIT... that was a SUPER DUPER HIT... We all couldn't stop laughing when this happened!!&lt;br /&gt;We had went to a Dhuawala(Smokin) Joes(somehow) outlet. "Wahan bahot ITEMS hue..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(Saurabh,Sabi,Ammitte and Me...FANTASTIC FOUR!!)&lt;/div&gt;But we fall off our chairs when Amit (Mera dost... Mera Bhai...(Rock On! style getting famous these days...)) gave his superhit.&lt;br /&gt;We were passing sauce bottles, pizza pie and drinks(cold) to each other... And in all this gadbad what did Amit do??&lt;br /&gt;He added Thumbs Up to the PIZZA thinking that it is a TOMATO SAUCE ka bottle... BOOM!!&lt;br /&gt;Only... Only Laughters everywhere... PIZZA pe THUMBS UP yaar!!! I will keep on laughing on this whenever I go to a take a Pizza... I hope it is making you laugh too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/ScCx1YmTprI/AAAAAAAABPY/CZyU9JnHVcY/s1600-h/IMG_1371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px; float: right; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314443090991490738" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/ScCx1YmTprI/AAAAAAAABPY/CZyU9JnHVcY/s320/IMG_1371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDA(EGG) AMIT SALA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-8784087260129843422?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/8784087260129843422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=8784087260129843422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8784087260129843422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8784087260129843422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/03/engineering-story-6-fantastic-four.html' title='Engineering Story 6 : Fantastic FOUR'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/ScCx1YmTprI/AAAAAAAABPY/CZyU9JnHVcY/s72-c/IMG_1371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-1966332115938877734</id><published>2009-01-06T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T08:03:51.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back...Engineering Story 4: Getting a bonafide certificate from Students Section</title><content type='html'>Finally... I got some free time (sach me) and I am up to writing this post... Straight a way to the topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They (??PPL) used to say this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It's too difficult... they used to say... You just can't get it on time... You have to go there at least 5-6 times... There's no chance you can get it in a day!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I used to show them that I do feel the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed a bonafide certificate from my college for some official work and the above said is about getting it from students section. Students section is well known for mismanagement. You just can't get anything on time from this place. I used to hear from PPL (people)  that I have made a request for a bonafide certificate and I will get it in a short time of 2 WEEKS!! Then by that time he used to forget that he had requested for it and he used to go back to collect it after a MONTH. He would go through all the hundreds of certificates there and don't get it there. Then he finally gets to know that a friend of him took it away and forgot to give it to him. This is a very normal procedure that PPL follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mere saath bhi aisa kuch hone wala hai ye sochke...I felt like... "NAHIIIIIII""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, finally after making up my mind I went there.&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine was there and I queried to him..."Can I get this today? I don't want to come back here in any case..."&lt;br /&gt;He laughed at me!! And said... "I had applied for this around 13 days ago!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks to god he remembered the thing which you needed 13 days ago( In the case where I was sure that I will forget this. )"&lt;br /&gt;Cool...I wrote the application and forgot that I had applied for it and went there after a month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(After ONE month...)&lt;br /&gt;here is the conversation between the LADY there and me...&lt;br /&gt;I : Madam...&lt;br /&gt;LADY : Kaay??&lt;br /&gt;I : te....&lt;br /&gt;LADY : Hmm... Kaay?&lt;br /&gt;I : Mi jawal jawal ek mahina aadhi bonafide sathi application dila hota... Aala asel na?&lt;br /&gt;LADY : Tya bunches madhe check kar...&lt;br /&gt;(I went through all the bunches... 4 bunches... containing around 100 certificates each... BIG efforts!!)&lt;br /&gt;I : Nahi... nahi aahe madam tikde... Ashakya aahe tumhi loka... Ek simple kaam... Ek print ani registarar chi sign... Impossible!!&lt;br /&gt;LADY : Application kela hota?&lt;br /&gt;I : Ho... Ek mahina zala madam...&lt;br /&gt;(She took out bunch of application and gave it to me...)&lt;br /&gt;LADY : Application kadh tuza ya bunch madhun!!!&lt;br /&gt;I : Kaay???????&lt;br /&gt;LADY : Search for your application...&lt;br /&gt;I : !! Thik aahe... Karto...&lt;br /&gt;(I went through all of them...ALL OF THEM!! BIG EFFORTS!! And didn't find it... :( )&lt;br /&gt;Nahi aahe madam ya bunch madhe...&lt;br /&gt;Ashakya!! Application pan haravla tumhi!! Aata proof kaay ki mi apply kela hota??&lt;br /&gt;LADY : (She looked at me... thought for a while...and said... ) Ek kaam kar... parat apply kar...&lt;br /&gt;Mi dete tula eka hour madhe...&lt;br /&gt;I : Kaay??????&lt;br /&gt;LADY : Are parat kar apply...&lt;br /&gt;I : Ka pan? I had applied already... You lost it...&lt;br /&gt;LADY : I need a document to take a signature...&lt;br /&gt;I : Okay... Mi karto... But I don't have a xerox copy of admission receipt...&lt;br /&gt;LADY : ( She...again... thought for a while... and said..) Thik aahe... Chalel...&lt;br /&gt;I : Abe!! Bag navachi goshta navtich mazya kade... I asked a guy over there for a page and a pen...&lt;br /&gt;He gave and I wrote the application...and gave it to her...&lt;br /&gt;LADY : Come after one hour...&lt;br /&gt;I : One hour?? Parat??&lt;br /&gt;LADY : Sir nahi aata... He is out for some time...&lt;br /&gt;I : Thik aahe... But I want it today itself...&lt;br /&gt;LADY : Ho Ho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back there after an hour and took the certificate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAAZ ki BAAT :  &lt;/span&gt;It was never a pain going through so many certificates and then the applications... because I always knew that "Pura world bhi chahe toh bhi mera certificate and application isme nahi ho sakta...I didn't even saw name on a single certificate and application...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I skimmed through all of them in a minute...Because... Kabhi application kiya hi nahi tha yaar...Koi chance hi nahi mile us bunch me!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phek raha tha us LADY ko... but with confidence... It was a ONE DAY work!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, that friend whom I had asked how much time it takes to get a certificate was there after an hour... I took the certificate in front of him... he came to me and said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Abe... Anuprit... Kaay height aahes tu..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" are ho... jara jastach zali aahe height... 6' 3" .... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-1966332115938877734?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/1966332115938877734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=1966332115938877734' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/1966332115938877734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/1966332115938877734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-backengineering-story-4-getting.html' title='Looking Back...Engineering Story 4: Getting a bonafide certificate from Students Section'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-2919146489675287239</id><published>2008-11-30T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T05:31:35.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Aakhir Uske bhi Din aa hi gaye!!"...Engineering story 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Writing&lt;/span&gt; this post at 6.25 PM Sunday... sitting in my room...alone but not lonely...&lt;br /&gt;I will come to the point...&lt;br /&gt;Finally I lost it today...the one thing which was always in my pocket... the one thing with which my day used to start... the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; thing I was so used to... the one thing which remembered me so many things by its prompt reminders...the one thing which wake me up in the morning(11AM) for my practicals...AND the one thing which fell down 2 n half floors(2 floors of the building and half floor is me...my height is not less than that) and was still working fine without any repair...and it said nothing to me when I made false claim that I always cared for it...my communicator...my connector with the world...My Cellphone... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nokia&lt;/span&gt; (Some model number)... I bought it for 2,500...was a simple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; without any multimedia facilities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss it...But here is something I can remember that I forgot for so many days...&lt;br /&gt;I had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Samsung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt; phone which was pretty good... very slim...slick...I forgot it with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Samsung&lt;/span&gt; dealer where I kept it for repairing... it was the month of October, when I forgot, and the year was 2007... I went to him when I remembered once...it was around 8 months later at that time...that dealer asked me, "So late?" I replied... "I went abroad!!" He just didn't say anything on that(In fact, what he could have said!!) ...He had called me on the next day but I just forgot it again...&lt;br /&gt;I will get back to it again and there's no chance that I will forgot it this time... (hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;This is life...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sabka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ek&lt;/span&gt; Din &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jarur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Aata&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hai&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Aakhir&lt;/span&gt; mere &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;purane&lt;/span&gt; phone k din &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;aa&lt;/span&gt; hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;gaye&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;n this is M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;entos&lt;/span&gt; life...that I am living...that just looks chaotic but isn't...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-2919146489675287239?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/2919146489675287239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=2919146489675287239' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/2919146489675287239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/2919146489675287239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/11/aakhir-uske-bhi-din-aa-hi.html' title='&quot;Aakhir Uske bhi Din aa hi gaye!!&quot;...Engineering story 3'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-8888986780222454759</id><published>2008-11-22T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T09:45:18.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream until your dreams come true!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SShA6oYRcbI/AAAAAAAABHc/YaqmvOJIn3w/s1600-h/gobi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SShA6oYRcbI/AAAAAAAABHc/YaqmvOJIn3w/s320/gobi.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271534739852980658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever own my own company(I don't know what the company will do...because right now I am interested in 2-3 things...software consultancy(it's every software engineer's dream which hardly comes true and is very common...), web designing(though first and this one can be combined) and the last one...Fashion Designing Company(NOT inspired from fashion movie)...&lt;br /&gt;It's name will be "Gobi"and its logo may look somewhat like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite way to pass time...&lt;br /&gt;                                             designing logos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SShBkglq9nI/AAAAAAAABHk/QOjLTzLZnuA/s1600-h/LL.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SShBkglq9nI/AAAAAAAABHk/QOjLTzLZnuA/s320/LL.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271535459316201074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The logo on the right is my own league's logo and I won't like to mention&lt;br /&gt;what the league is about and what it does...&lt;br /&gt;those who know me know about that very well... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream On Dream On Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream until your dreams come true!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks to Aerosmith for last two lines and the beautiful song.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-8888986780222454759?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/8888986780222454759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=8888986780222454759' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8888986780222454759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8888986780222454759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-i-ever-own-my-own-company-and-its.html' title='Dream until your dreams come true!!'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SShA6oYRcbI/AAAAAAAABHc/YaqmvOJIn3w/s72-c/gobi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-6041961917948535766</id><published>2008-10-07T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:48:27.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanta The Great!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PoP5vvTU4oU&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PoP5vvTU4oU&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-6041961917948535766?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/6041961917948535766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=6041961917948535766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6041961917948535766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6041961917948535766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/10/shanta-great.html' title='Shanta The Great!'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-109206935272973842</id><published>2008-10-03T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:51:48.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feedback about the workshop</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone who attended the web designing workshop in COEP. I would like to hear comments from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-109206935272973842?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/109206935272973842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=109206935272973842' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/109206935272973842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/109206935272973842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/10/feedback-about-workshop.html' title='Feedback about the workshop'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-5976000120663080516</id><published>2008-09-17T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:35:32.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back...Engineering...Story 2</title><content type='html'>I took around two months to write the second story. First half of this story looks funny and groundless, but is a thoughtful comment and more importantly is &lt;span class="equals"&gt;practiced by &lt;/span&gt;almost all engineers. (If not, they hardly got the FEEL of getting Engineered...;))&lt;br /&gt;Second part is simple&lt;br /&gt;This is just a opinion or a comment. Don't take it if you don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;I will start from my first year. What I used to think...was something like this...&lt;br /&gt;This comes from my Orkut account. I don't get to visit orkut portal these days. It's still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would like 2 tell u my what I feel engineering is ......&lt;br /&gt;Look, it's all about enjoying life...&lt;br /&gt;Engineering madhe abhays karayacha nasto. (You don't need to study in Engineering.) Paper chya ek divas aadhi pustak kholne ka, ratbhar padhne ka, exam me likhneka, gharpe aake thande panni se nahaneka aur usike saath sabkuch bhul janne ka.....(Open your book a day before the exam, study for whole night(if you are smart enough to do without it you can skip this step also), Go directly to exam hall(make sure that you don't take bath ;)) Write whatever you have read(it's ok even if it ts irrelevant...But you have to be little smart while writing irrelevant things. And do use your general knowledge while writing.) , Get back to your place asap, Now it's time to take shower with cold water and with that cold water falling off your body forget whatever you read last night.) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bas bhagwan will surely take care of your such a great effort!&lt;br /&gt;One who can think doing following above written, I am telling you, you can do it for sure, there's nothing that can come your way...and yes you've done the right thing by stepping into the beautiful world of engineering."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this was more about clearing papers...&lt;br /&gt;Let's try to define Engineering studies...&lt;br /&gt;I am asking myself a question...&lt;br /&gt;What is the difference between a commerce graduate and a Engineering graduate or say a charted accountant and a Engineer?&lt;br /&gt;A Engineer will follow a step by step approach which is well defined while solving a problem. A CA may not. A step by step approach can come out of systematic study of the problem which engineers are expected to learn throughout their curriculum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following this, I come to this...&lt;br /&gt;Definition of Engineering SHOULD include something which means Systematic. Engineering studies SHOULD mean systematic studies of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those newbies in Engineering who think 'not being systematic' is a metric which counts for Coolness of a person I give them a gratuitous advice to come out of this immature thinking ..."It's more of our inability to do things on time. It's more of our inability to be systematic. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I have a engineering degree in my hand I will not be able to call myself as a Engineer.&lt;br /&gt;The world will try to find a Engineer in me and will never find it.&lt;br /&gt;The day I will start doing things in some(look this is not defined...I used "some systematic") systematic manner I will be in a position to call myself as an "Engineer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I want to make clear here. Though this definition seems like I want to say I should be studying systematically, I don't mean the traditional way of studying! (I am not at all getting rude here, but defiant...) I mean problem solving, which can be a part of curriculum. A subject should be studied in such a way that you score but get a knowledge of how to use it in future. If you start getting a feeling that a subject is really important while studying it, you are on the right track. You will not get this feeling if marks is the ONLY aim. (You know how to score, come on. It's just about keeping your cool all the time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineering, it's not difficult to fall in Love with you.&lt;br /&gt;Anuprit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-5976000120663080516?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/5976000120663080516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=5976000120663080516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/5976000120663080516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/5976000120663080516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/09/looking-backengineeringstory-2.html' title='Looking Back...Engineering...Story 2'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-7751880194918654846</id><published>2008-09-11T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:06:01.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What If Gmail Had Been Designed by Microsoft?</title><content type='html'>Again, after going through this I can't stop myself from writing another post. By now, I am going fearless about tomorrows paper...No more, I want to concentrate on my studies...&lt;br /&gt;Read this &lt;a href="http://blogoscoped.com/archive/2007-11-20-n35.html"&gt;What If Gmail Had Been Designed by Microsoft?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too good. This page will take some time to load. Wait and don't quit. It's worth going through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-7751880194918654846?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/7751880194918654846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=7751880194918654846' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/7751880194918654846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/7751880194918654846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-if-gmail-had-been-designed-by.html' title='What If Gmail Had Been Designed by Microsoft?'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-6464341192647447674</id><published>2008-09-11T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T17:22:29.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love to be  the Fake Slim Shady...See the Image</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SMmezjx6uuI/AAAAAAAAATs/9BZ7zdv4k1A/s1600-h/slim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SMmezjx6uuI/AAAAAAAAATs/9BZ7zdv4k1A/s320/slim.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244897849664781026" border="0" /&gt;I loved this... Yes, it's morning 4.13 now and I am still NOT studying... Concentrate Anuprit. ;)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-6464341192647447674?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/6464341192647447674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=6464341192647447674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6464341192647447674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6464341192647447674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-to-be-slimi-am-fake-slim-shady.html' title='I love to be  the Fake Slim Shady...See the Image'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SMmezjx6uuI/AAAAAAAAATs/9BZ7zdv4k1A/s72-c/slim.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-2399697196485851313</id><published>2008-09-11T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:58:48.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Paper and the time to watch The Last Lear...</title><content type='html'>Didn't do anything on web in the last week...not even surfing...&lt;br /&gt;Going through exams...tomorrow's The Last Paper and that will be the time to watch The Last Lear. Hearing a lot about it...praises for Amitabh(and also (may be silly)comments made by Jaya and then Amitabh apologizing someone whom Jaya don't even know and then Apology is accepted by the Someone...) Pretty Cool. &lt;br /&gt;It's morning 3.24 and I am still not able to make up my mind to sit for studies...the subject itself is not allowing me do that..I am not at all guilty...I love studies...Software Testing and QA...Its long form is also boring how the subject can be interesting...Alright...I should study(for passing)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;What I did till now will be my next post...bassss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-2399697196485851313?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/2399697196485851313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=2399697196485851313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/2399697196485851313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/2399697196485851313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-paper-and-time-to-watch-last-lear.html' title='The Last Paper and the time to watch The Last Lear...'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-961310024619054478</id><published>2008-07-12T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T14:12:36.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back....Engineering-Story 1</title><content type='html'>In nVidia,Pune. My status message says that, "6-7 cups of tea is making me work 19 hrs a day...Otherwise I don't want to..." It's 2.33 in the morning and I am taking a cup of Nes Tea...wearing a jacket...it's getting cold here...and just going to plug in my ZUNE to listen some Metallic Rock.&lt;br /&gt;Khayalo khayalo me ek baat yaad aayi...N am sharing it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineering was on its peak... I had to study for the first time ever. But as usual couldn't manage to study for the whole BIG(3 n half months) semester. Studied for 2 weeks in the semester. Somehow managed to keep myself in the race of pointers which I never took part in. &lt;br /&gt;Alright, the moral behind the story was that I was UP (under pressure) after around 999 days(in the first year I was UP when I my score was 7 out of 40 in Electrical...that time I managed to clear that subject in the end semester.) "Toh, thoda tension tha..."&lt;br /&gt;Mid-semester exam was over and we were getting our papers checked from our professors.  &lt;br /&gt;Ah! This is the time I always hated to go through and it was boring too(especially when everyone around you is scoring more than you.) Our madam was distributing Software Engineering K checked papers. I got 14 n half out of 30(Not too bad haan...highest was 20). But I was expecting thoda jyada. Saurabh was sitting by me. I said to him, "Yaar, paper pura ka pura book me se likha hai...Jawadekar me se...Phir bhi marks nahi hai..."....Saurabh stared at me and he was confused. He replied, "Which is this book? I haven't heard about it." Mai bola,"You must be using cheap local author's book...those Techmax and Niral Publications." He was lacking confidence. Madam started recollecting papers. After 12 toppers (my roll number is 25...at least 50% of the class falls in very studious people) bugged madam's head( and rest 12 leaving as it is, in no hope to increase their marks) my number was called and I went to her. Oh! That was something that I was not used to do to. I had to ask for increasing my marks. I wanted at least A grade in that subject. I started crying(a special word used when all the toppers do the same thing...so am using it here) Mai bola, "Madam, I have written each and every word from Jawadekar(The Book). Kuch pheka bhi nahi hai except one answer." She stopped me...What? Which book?&lt;br /&gt;I said Jawadekar. She said that she doesn't give marks if you are using a local author. I was shocked with this... I said raising my voice, "Do you know the book? Have you seen it? It's very famous one. It's a Delhi Publication ka book and moreover it's mentioned in our syllabus book." She was confused too like Saurabh was. I looked at Saurabh, by that time he and some people around him was gossiping and I felt something like they are laughing at me. &lt;br /&gt;I said to madam, "I will get the book tomorrow and will show you." She agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great! I was happy. Saurabh was not ready to tell me the reason they were laughing. May be, I thought, someone had cracked a joke at me. &lt;br /&gt;I went back to the room after college.  In the evening I started looking for the book. Saurabh was with me. I got the book. And then, I got the reason those guys were laughing for. The Book-Jawadekar was for some other subject called Management Information Systems. I couldn't stop laughing. Then I asked Saurabh,"Toh apan kaunsi book use kar rahe the? (reminding myself that I had said to him that you must be using local author's book)"....He replied, "Pressman..." This time I couldn't dare to say that I had written each and every word from that book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Store ended there. I didn't even look at that teacher on the next day. Hunger for marks made me do this.(And realized that it's the work which toppers CAN do and SHOULD do.) :) But surely, had a great fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep on posting these real stories one by one. This is the one that I just remembered and was laughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-961310024619054478?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/961310024619054478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=961310024619054478' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/961310024619054478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/961310024619054478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/07/looking-backengineering-story-1.html' title='Looking back....Engineering-Story 1'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-7257185190540290255</id><published>2008-06-14T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T01:50:06.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!--  Start Bravenet.Com Service Code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font: bold 12px tahoma, sans-serif; color: #004891;" href="http://pub17.bravenet.com/photocenter/album.php?usernum=1443003997&amp;amp;cpv=2"&gt;View my Photo Gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font: 10px tahoma, sans-serif; color: #000;" href="http://www.bravenet.com/webtools/photocenter/" &gt;Free Photo Albums by Bravenet.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- End Bravenet.Com Service Code --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-7257185190540290255?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/7257185190540290255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=7257185190540290255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/7257185190540290255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/7257185190540290255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/06/view-my-photo-gallery-free-photo-albums.html' title=''/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-2477829975701777161</id><published>2008-05-11T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T06:31:52.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation of my Project-Spaceship Shooter-a 3D game</title><content type='html'>This post is meant for my future reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://docs.google.com/EmbedSlideshow?docid=dgxzvvb4_40d5w3vqf8&amp;amp;size=m" frameborder="0" height="451" width="555"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or it is viewable at &lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/Presentation?id=dgxzvvb4_40d5w3vqf8"&gt;this link.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-2477829975701777161?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/2477829975701777161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=2477829975701777161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/2477829975701777161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/2477829975701777161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/05/presentation-of-my-project-spaceship.html' title='Presentation of my Project-Spaceship Shooter-a 3D game'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-558383887044643201</id><published>2008-03-17T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T03:27:26.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something in My Way!</title><content type='html'>(This post is meant for my future reference.)&lt;br /&gt;I will not be singing my one of the favorite songs "Nothing in My Way..."&lt;br /&gt;The reason is I have got something (it's a small thing, but still it made me happy) in my way, after a long time. I won 1st prize at a Website Designing competition held at MIT, Pune. Though, didn't really get to celebrate it or may be it's not worth celebrating. Also, not getting a Cash prize can be a reason. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my teammate was Pradyumna Dandwate. One thing I can share here is...Before the competition had started, I said him,"Dude, if we are going to loose today, we should quit web programming..." ;)(It was not serious haan! ;)) Thanks to God that I really didn't need to quit it. Saved!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main attraction of our site was the photo gallery. Adding the code here. This code works with IE7 and Mozilla Firefox. Didn't get to check it on IE6 and Opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--html--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a simple code. I am keeping it here for my reference.&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it looks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/R948UfYUKLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/waHw3ZfZtcI/s1600-h/gallery.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/R948UfYUKLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/waHw3ZfZtcI/s320/gallery.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178642944241182898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-558383887044643201?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/558383887044643201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=558383887044643201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/558383887044643201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/558383887044643201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/03/something-in-my-way.html' title='Something in My Way!'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/R948UfYUKLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/waHw3ZfZtcI/s72-c/gallery.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-4700693415800354386</id><published>2008-03-14T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T01:14:44.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First AirPlane!!</title><content type='html'>This is something which I loved! That is the model I made. Hello Modeling World!&lt;br /&gt;These are the two planes which I made using Direct3D in Autodesk's 3ds Max. I think these planes are enough to impress people around me! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/R9ozdPYUKKI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XEtB8uLke7E/s1600-h/zi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/R9ozdPYUKKI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XEtB8uLke7E/s320/zi.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177507299053545634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/R9oygfYUKJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VRvYmVuVCG0/s1600-h/MyPlane.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/R9oygfYUKJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VRvYmVuVCG0/s320/MyPlane.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177506255376492690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying it very much!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Modeling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-4700693415800354386?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/4700693415800354386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=4700693415800354386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/4700693415800354386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/4700693415800354386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-first-airplane.html' title='My First AirPlane!!'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/R9ozdPYUKKI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XEtB8uLke7E/s72-c/zi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-1855999737831293009</id><published>2008-03-14T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T01:02:16.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is about Developing a Game!  ;) (Steps which I followed)</title><content type='html'>Alright, after so much of time I have something to share with the world.&lt;br /&gt;It's something very basic but I can keep it as a note for newbies. It is about developing a game. I am keeping things abstract as you can get the details anywhere else. Here is what I am till now...&lt;br /&gt;Softwares to be used:&lt;br /&gt;XNA game Studio 2.0&lt;br /&gt;C# Express Edition 2005&lt;br /&gt;Autodesk 3ds Max 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps which I followed:&lt;br /&gt;Step 1: You need a Model that you will be rendering on screen. This model can be anything that is a part of your game.e.g.a Car, a Spaceship. This model is to be created using Direct3D in 3dsMax. If you don't know how to create a model go and take some tutorials first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: You need to export this Model to a .FBX file which is understood by XNA game studio. Export it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Sounds to be used- XNA game studio doesn't understands only sound files with .XAP extension which are to be created using XACT (Microsoft's Cross-Platform Audio Creation Tool). XACT takes a wave file and converts it into three files containing data, how to play and settings information. These files are understood by XNA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4. Now you can proceed with real coding which we didn't had till now. XNA supports C#. XNA provides platform making game development easy for Windows and XBox 360. You can render your model on the screen and play with it by rotating and applying textures to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be adding learning resources I used very soon which will help you to get started with your first game. To me this is one of most exciting one can do in the software world.&lt;br /&gt;You can join XNA game creators community and explore things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Gaming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-1855999737831293009?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/1855999737831293009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=1855999737831293009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/1855999737831293009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/1855999737831293009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-about-developing-game-steps.html' title='This is about Developing a Game!  ;) (Steps which I followed)'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-2491315346898640051</id><published>2007-12-03T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T08:31:32.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you noticed IE developer toolbar?</title><content type='html'>Was tired of solving IE and Firefox issues... But IEDT is a tool which really made my work easy... It's working is same as Firebug and gives you the best way of understanding webpages, bugs in pages, validating pages and lot more.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Microsoft.&lt;br /&gt;Introduction: &lt;a href="http://www.15seconds.com/issue/070208.htm"&gt;http://www.15seconds.com/issue/070208.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/downloads/details.aspx?familyid=e59c3964-672d-4511-bb3e-2d5e1db91038&amp;displaylang=en"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-2491315346898640051?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/2491315346898640051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=2491315346898640051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/2491315346898640051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/2491315346898640051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2007/12/have-you-noticed-ie-developer-toolbar.html' title='Have you noticed IE developer toolbar?'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-1881913114557316664</id><published>2007-09-22T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T08:10:44.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Firebug: a firefox add-on</title><content type='html'>Tired of getting into big CSS files?? Our dear Firefox has a very good sloution. Mozilla Firefox has got an add-on called firebug which can really help web designers. If you are a web designer who is tired of taking efforts of editing HTML and CSS files this is probably the best solution you may get. You can edit, debug, and monitor CSS, HTML, and JavaScript live in any web page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/RvTX9bSjM1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/r58l0arptxk/s1600-h/html1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/RvTX9bSjM1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/r58l0arptxk/s320/html1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112948927269909330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also monitor network activities with firebug. Some of your web pages are taking a long time to load, but why? Did you go crazy and write too much JavaScript? Did you forget to compress your images? Are your advertising partner's servers taking a little siesta? Firebug breaks it all down for you file-by-file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/RvTYGrSjM2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Mw6X6dtNb-w/s1600-h/net.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/RvTYGrSjM2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Mw6X6dtNb-w/s320/net.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112949086183699298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/1843"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Click Here to explore Firebug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this thanks to &lt;a href="http://crossstyx.blogspot.com/"&gt;Abhishek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-1881913114557316664?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/1881913114557316664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=1881913114557316664' title='60 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/1881913114557316664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/1881913114557316664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love-firebug-firefox-add-on.html' title='I love Firebug: a firefox add-on'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/RvTX9bSjM1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/r58l0arptxk/s72-c/html1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>60</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-6178181394259971346</id><published>2007-09-21T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:11:43.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dravid&apos;s interview'/><title type='text'>A must read interview of Mr.Dravid...Show of emotion is not aggression: Dravid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See what he has said in that...U will surely go mad 4 him!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some answers which i like most...to read full interview &lt;a href="http://cricket.indiatimes.com/News/Interviews/Show_of_emotion_is_not_aggression_Dravid/articleshow/msid-2384672,curpg-1.cms"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Have you always been Rahul Dravid, as the world now knows you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the basic personality doesn't change too much. With time, you gain experience. You travel the world and see different things. That probably helps you grow as a person. I am sure that has happened with me too. I used to be a lot shier earlier. Now I am a much more confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is a perception you are very reserved. That you don't spend too much time with the team members. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not true really. I do spend time with the chaps. I am a little reserved and a bit quiet, and sometimes tend to give the impression that I don't go out. But the fact is everything gets exaggerated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  But you don't really hang out with the guys? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out for me is not going to a pub, nor going to a disco. That's never been my idea of hanging out. And I have never done that. But I have done the other quieter things, things that people haven't noticed. I am one of the guys who goes out a bit more, especially on tours. I like to experience places and the country that I am visiting. I go out with the chaps in the evenings too but it can get a bit tiring. Especially in Test cricket, so after being on the field for the whole day I end up doing room service. But I've never felt I am not a team-guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Many feel you are not aggressive enough on the field? That it is holding you back as captain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I don't show my emotions that well. I have always been like that; but it has brought me success. For me aggression is not show of emotion. It never has been. For me aggression is performance at the end of the day. You can show as much emotion as you want on the field but at the end of the day what counts is how you have performed. That's anyway not my personality. If you look at my idols, a Sampras, a Federer, a Tiger Woods, you will see they don't show much emotion either. At least not on the field. But you don't call them non-aggressive; they are not less tough than any. In fact, they are the toughest, the greatest sport has ever seen. And that for me is important. Even in cricket if you look at someone I've admired, someone like a Steve Waugh, he never showed much emotion on the field either. But he was as tough as they came. Even a Sachin Tendulkar. You don't see him jumping up and down either. When someone asks me about an opposition player if he is tough or aggressive, I just look at how he plays, not how he behaves. But that might be their way of letting off steam. It could be. It might be the individual's way of doing it; and there's nothing wrong with it if someone feels comfortable showing emotion and rid of all that pent up energy and pressure. If he feels he performs better that way then good luck to him. It works differently for different people. For example, in tennis, McEnroe's way was different from Borg. Both were equally successful. Today, Federer's way is different from Nadal's. You just got to work out what is good for you, what works. In India, we get caught up with this thing, even get a little carried away. We often treat emotional show and aggression as the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  You too have shown a bit of emotion on the field though... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, for example, there was an incident early on in my career when I got a hundred in Kolkata. I was a bit worked up and I pointed the bat in a frenetic way. And so many people came up to me and said, 'oh yeah, you were really aggressive, fantastic'. I look back at it now and feel that was not the great thing, not the highlight of my innings. In fact, that was an easy thing to do pumping my fist and raising the bat or jumping up and down. It didn't require any skill. The tougher part was to get the 100. For me that's what counts. That's what I have focussed on all my life. In that Kolkata knock, the bat thing was such a minor incident. Just a reaction and not indicative of me at all. Then, there was another incident when I hit Allan Donald for a six and Donald had this thing with me and people said, 'oh what a great moment'. And I felt that wasn't the thing for me. The challenge was actually before that, when I actually hit the shot. That was the real thrill. The fact that I was able to play it was aggression for me. I guess that's my personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Do you agree wicket-keeping transformed you as a batsman? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people have said that. But they forget I wasn't keeping in Test matches. It was also a time when my Test batting was flowering. So just to say that wicket-keeping helped my batting flower is not a right assessment. I don't thing 'keeping suddenly made me a better batsman. I went through a better phase in my career at that time. I had played four or five years of cricket by then and was developing. My personality was changing too. I was more confident and was performing better too. As I was doing well in Test matches it helped my One-day batting as well. The 'keeping, no doubt, helped my fitness; getting a physical trainer in the team helped too. Both helped me play longer knocks in Tests. My game evolved after 2001-02 and 'keeping just happened to be a part of that process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How is life different as a captain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is obviously a lot more to think about as captain. I have to think about the toss, team composition, strategies. So a lot more time goes into that. You are preparing not just for your own game but also for a lot of other people too. It's the same at the end of the day too. Plans for the next day, who is doing well, who is not. What do the other guys need, their demands, their feelings. It's not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  At the end of the day how do you manage? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try and keep a balance to it. Keep a perspective on the whole thing. In some ways I am quite lucky about this. It comes naturally to me, to stay balanced in victory and defeat. I don't get too excited on good days so I don't get too despondent on bad ones either. It's part of my personality I guess. Maybe I am not externally very emotional. I just look at the future and focus on what needs to be done for it. It works quite well for me. Also, I think of it as a game, as an experience and as each experience is important you gotta try and enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  You are doing this new campaign for Reebok. Two in One. Do you really believe in such a concept?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. There are different facets of a personality which we do show and we bring to each and everything that we do. There's your profession and you show one personality in that; but there's another side of you too, beyond your profession. It's interesting as it captures both very nicely. I enjoyed doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  What features do you look for in your cricket gear? What tip do you have for our readers? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things: Performance, dependability and protection. I would say go for stuff in which you feel comfortable. If you are buying shoes for sport, go for something that's most suited for your sport. It has to be stylish but must be good for performance too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-6178181394259971346?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/6178181394259971346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=6178181394259971346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6178181394259971346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6178181394259971346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2007/09/must-read-interview-of-mrdravidshow-of.html' title='A must read interview of Mr.Dravid...Show of emotion is not aggression: Dravid'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-8591171720145316066</id><published>2007-09-21T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T22:41:26.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COEP's Technical Festival on 5,6,7th Oct</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MindSpark&lt;/span&gt; is the SOLE technical event of &lt;a href="http://www.coep.org.in/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COEP,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt; held for the very first time, a consolidation of the various technical-events like Fervor, Nexus, Instrufiesta and others. MindSpark will be held on 5th, 6th and 7th of October. We have various events under different tracks. There are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.mind-spark.org/?page_id=15"&gt;Design events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" class="coll" href="http://www.mind-spark.org/?page_id=40"&gt;Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" class="coll" href="http://www.mind-spark.org/?page_id=2"&gt;Business Plan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" class="coll" href="http://www.mind-spark.org/?page_id=26"&gt;Amazing Race&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" class="coll" href="http://www.mind-spark.org/?page_id=51"&gt; Paper presentation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" class="coll" href="http://www.robotics.mind-spark.org/"&gt;Robotics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and much more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Web: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.mind-spark.org/"&gt;www.mind-spark.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forum: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.forum.mind-spark.org/"&gt;www.forum.mind-spark.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-8591171720145316066?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/8591171720145316066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=8591171720145316066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8591171720145316066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/8591171720145316066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2007/09/coeps-technical-festival-on-567th-oct.html' title='COEP&apos;s Technical Festival on 5,6,7th Oct'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1469431256943730729.post-2857578491657055465</id><published>2007-09-21T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T00:50:10.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yuvraj&apos;s sixes'/><title type='text'>Team India makes into Semis at T20</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/RvSt67SjM0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/JbvJVVzZKks/s1600-h/2007-09-21__sp02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/RvSt67SjM0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/JbvJVVzZKks/s320/2007-09-21__sp02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112902704831869762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What happens when Yuvi  looses his temper !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Six sixes in a over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So beware Mr.Flintoff... He is a Punjabi Puttar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;FOR THOSE WHO MISSED THE SIX-BALL THUNDER: (Clockwise from Top-Left) India's Yuvraj Singh launches over mid-wicket, flicks it nonchalantly over square-leg, smashes the ball over cover, steers over deep point, mistimes one that still carries over mid-wicket and then goes for the maximum over wide mid-on at Kingsmead in Durban on Wednesday night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuvraj smashed English fast bowler Stuart Broad for 36 runs in an over at the Kingsmead on Wednesday night as India romped home by 18 runs in a match they had to win to remain in the semi-final race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" id="player" height="315" width="360"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="videoURL=http://ishare.rediff.com/player_config.php?content_id=42077"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://ishare.rediff.com/images/player20070713.swf"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://ishare.rediff.com/images/player20070713.swf" flashvars="videoURL=http://ishare.rediff.com/player_config.php?content_id=42077" name="player" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="315" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; 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Ya it's a bit late but it's always better than never.&lt;br /&gt;The very first thing i would love to tell you...about my height...6'3"+ and I  really  enjoy being tall.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently enjoying my Engineering studies(?? studies!!?? not exactly haan) in Pune, India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will enjoy your stay here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Anuprit Kale&lt;br /&gt;Place:  Pune&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1469431256943730729-6791505723702351375?l=anuprit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/feeds/6791505723702351375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1469431256943730729&amp;postID=6791505723702351375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6791505723702351375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1469431256943730729/posts/default/6791505723702351375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anuprit.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-anuprit.html' title='This is Anuprit!'/><author><name>Anuprit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638217506912511976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIg58mfoODA/SdPsYlctHxI/AAAAAAAABSA/_8pZNAglDaY/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
